I watched a woman dance tonight
But she didn't dance.
Restricted by her lack of self confidence,
She hid her true self.
She was trapped on the dance floor.
Her, and 7 other woman.
The "Cha Cha Slide", her captor.
I wonder, Does she even like to dance?
She swallows her pride,
She engages in this counterfeit dance,
Just to acquire the approval of her pseudo peers.
I watched as she didn't "cha cha real smooth".
I watched her cease to exist.
A shell of flesh propelled by instinct.
She was just like everyone else,
She was no one.
A slave to her fake persona.
A slave to the world.